A few streetlamps glimmered sporadically along Privet Drive at night. Other than the emerald-green light flickering out from Number Four, Privet Drive as though a party were going on inside, nothing strange was happening.
Wait... Number Four, Privet Drive?
"Isn't that Harry's aunt's house?!" Kayson stared dumbfoundedly at the glowing house. At that moment, whether there were Muggles inside who had been captured from who knew where by Death Eaters, or whether the Death Eaters had actually dragged the Dursleys back from Australia, it was no longer a minor matter.
Kayson kicked the door open and charged into the living room. Sure enough, the three Dursleys were huddled in the middle of the room. Two or three grotesque-looking Death Eaters lay sprawled across the pushed-together sofas, looking as though they had just finished an orgy, while one filthy, deranged-looking Death Eater had just lowered the wand he had been using to cast the Cruciatus Curse and stared blankly at the three people outside the door.
Kayson, Dumbledore, and Grindelwald.
Inside, meanwhile, were three Death Eaters who did not even deserve names. What a fucking absurd matchmaking system.
That was the last thought those three Death Eaters had before Kayson ripped their heads off.
Kayson crouched beside the Dursleys and confirmed that the pitiful family of three had been driven mad by the Cruciatus Curse.
"Send them to St Mungo's! I'll get Lockhart!" Dumbledore said before Apparating away. Kayson hurriedly used Ender teleportation to bring the pitiful family and Grindelwald to St Mungo's. They arrived almost at the same time as Lockhart, who was groggily dressed in pajamas.
"Why didn't we just send them straight to Lockhart's home?" Kayson asked, still a little slow to react.
"Because after the effects of the Cruciatus Curse are removed, they'll probably still need to